Hey, I’m Holly!
I’m a wife, mom, and American immigrant.
My heart is with the refugee and those on the fringes of society.
My hands are busy making after-school snacks for my kids, vacuuming the house and folding laundry for our family, comforting the hurting, grinding beans for my third cup of coffee, building a nonprofit, journaling through my thoughts.
My mind is a swirl of blog posts, epiphanies, poems, worries, ideas, and lyrics.
I’m 1000% a feelings person. I used to resent that about myself, but now I’m in it to own it. I believe vulnerability is a strength; to feel is to be strong.
But I recovered.
And later, I recovered again. I take medicine for my anxiety disorder. I feel good.
I’m passionate about love and people and loving people well. Writing is how I express the more serious, yet sarcastic parts of myself that may not surface out in the open. I’m allergic to exclamation marks and terrified of whales.
I’ve never seen a whale.